Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"They surrendered?"

A soldier carrying a makeshift siege ladder turned to look at his comrade beside him.

The person next to him was also stunned. He stared at the ever-widening black crack in the door and swallowed hard.

"Who knows... what's going on here?"

"Screw it! It's better that the door's open! Saves me the trouble of climbing the wall!"

A man who looked like a tenth-ranking officer shouted.

"Charge in! Rob the money! Rob the women!"

But his roar hadn't even finished.

A heavy, rhythmic sound came from the darkness deep within the city gate.

step... step... step...

The voice was neither fast nor slow, yet it was like an invisible hammer, striking each person's heart again and again.

A pure black shadow slowly emerged from the darkness of the city gate.

It was a horse, a warhorse completely covered in jet-black armor.

Even the horse's head was covered by a thick iron mask, revealing only a pair of eyes that were spewing thick white smoke.

On horseback sat a knight, also completely covered in black armor.

In his hand he carried a terrifying lance that was over ten feet long.

In the morning light, the tip of the gun gleamed with only a chilling glint.

Followed by.

Behind him were the second, the third...

Row after row.

More and more black-clad cavalrymen, marching in perfect unison, emerged from the gate like moving iron mountains.

The entire battlefield fell silent.

The wind stopped.

The deafening shouts of battle also disappeared.

The 60,000 Zhenbei Army soldiers below the city stood there dumbfounded, like a group of groundhogs who had seen Godzilla, their faces filled with confusion and fear.

What is that?

Heavy cavalry!?

Heavy cavalry, both men and horses fully armored!

This kind of money-burning contraption, apart from Yuwen Biao's three thousand precious troops who have all been wiped out, they have never seen it anywhere else in the entire Northern Territory!

Moreover, judging from the quality of their equipment, compared to theirs, our own cavalry...

It's like a country bumpkin encountering Cerberus!

On the city wall.

Meng Hu gripped the wall tightly, cold stone chips embedded between his fingers, his body trembling slightly from extreme excitement.

He was also a commander, and he knew better than anyone what this army meant.

"This...this is the real iron cavalry..."

His voice was very soft, like he was talking in his sleep.

Behind enemy lines.

Yuwen Biao also propped himself up halfway on the simple door stretcher.

He stared intently at the black steel wall below the city with his almost invisible eyes.

impossible.

Absolutely impossible!

His first reaction was that he was hallucinating due to excessive blood loss.

He shook his head vigorously and blinked hard, but the scene before him remained unchanged.

Those five thousand iron cavalry, as imposing as mountains, still stood there silently, exuding a chilling aura of death.

The scout's report flashed through his mind.

A young man...

A group of black-armored soldiers...

So... it wasn't just the black-armored soldiers, he even had black-armored heavy cavalry!?

And then there's that terrifying "heavenly lightning"!

Who exactly is this little bastard named Lin Mo?!

Where did he get all this stuff from?!

This was completely beyond his comprehension!

"General..."

The deputy general Zhang Meng, standing beside him, trembled and could not utter a single word.

"Should we...we...retreat?"

Zhang Meng was genuinely scared.

Heavy cavalry had a natural and devastating advantage over these infantry-based remnants.

That wasn't a battle of equals; it was like an egg hitting a rock.

"withdraw?"

Yuwen Biao turned around abruptly, his blood-red eyes fixed on him.

"Tell me, where are we going to retreat to!"

"Our home has been raided! We're out of supplies! We're doomed!"

Yuwen Biao's chest heaved violently.

The excruciating pain from the wound and the fear in his heart intertwined, driving him completely into madness.

He looked at the five thousand iron cavalry in front of him, and then at the sixty thousand dark troops behind him.

Quantity.

He also has a numerical advantage!

Correct!

Infantry is not entirely without a chance of winning against cavalry!

As long as... as long as we can use human lives to hold these cavalry back before they charge!

If you restrict their mobility, they'll be nothing more than a bunch of expensive sitting ducks!

In an instant, this only, last hope flashed through Yuwen Biao's mind.

"Pass down the order! Surround them!"

His voice was shrill and piercing, filled with a reckless madness.

"Use human lives! Pile them up and kill them alive!"

"Archers, prepare! Launch! Forget our own men! Cover that area!"

"I don't believe it! His five thousand men can kill all sixty thousand of us!"

Under Yuwen Biao's frenzied orders, the last vestiges of reason in the Zhenbei Army were consumed by the desire to survive.

"Kill them!!!"

The mournful sound of war drums resounded once more.

The 60,000-strong army, like a flood bursting its banks, launched a frenzied encirclement and suppression campaign against the 5,000 iron cavalry.

On the city wall.

After finishing the last bite of his chicken leg, Lin Mo casually wiped the oil off Meng Hu's sleeve.

Meng Hu's eye twitched, but he didn't say anything.

Lin Mo clapped his hands and waved them sharply at the dark mass of people below.

"Rush."

At the very front of the black iron cavalry formation, the silent leading knight slowly drew his sword from his waist.

The blade traced a cold arc in the morning light before slashing down fiercely.

boom--!!!

Five thousand heavy cavalrymen simultaneously spurred their warhorses forward!

The earth trembled violently!

That was no longer the sound of horses' hooves; it was thunder, a landslide, a tsunami.

The black torrent of steel started instantly.

With an unstoppable momentum, it swept head-on into the roaring and charging Zhenbei Army!

However, the two sides were indeed too close.

Before the five thousand heavy cavalry could even reach their maximum speed, they were overwhelmed by the surging enemy forces.

From above, it looks like a black reef, instantly swallowed up by the boundless gray waves.

The swords and spears struck the thick black armor, leaving not even a white mark.

All that could be produced was a series of ear-piercing scraping sounds and the crisp cracking of weapons breaking.

The soldiers of the Zhenbei Army pushed forward like madmen. When someone in front fell, the person behind immediately stepped on the corpse to make up for it.

They used their own flesh and blood to forcefully halt the momentum of the Xuanjia heavy cavalry's charge.

The encirclement is shrinking at a visible rate.

"Haha! Hahahaha!"

Behind the enemy lines, Yuwen Biao, seeing that his plan had worked, let out a maniacal laugh.

"Lin Mo! You little brat!"

He pointed in the direction of the city wall, his face contorted.

"Does having a few thousand heavy cavalry make you so invincible!?"

"You idiot who doesn't know how to deploy troops! Now, your men are sitting ducks!"

"Pile them up! Fill them with lives! Squeeze them to death!"

He seemed to see the dawn of victory.

On the city wall, Meng Hu's heart was in his throat.

"Young Master Lin! The cavalry are surrounded! What should we do!"

"Don't rush."

Lin Mo then took another skewer of juicy pork belly from the grill, leisurely blew on it to cool it down, and slowly took a bite.

"Watch."

Then, he put two fingers in his mouth.

"call out--"

A sharp, long whistle pierced the clamor of the entire battlefield.